Monday, April 25, 2011
My Gorgeous Girl
~~~~Ansa today, posing for a series of happy portraits.~~~~
I was away for just over two weeks. She hardly ate. She slept on the couch which is forbidden when I'm around. She didn't use either of her beds (one in my office, one in my bedroom). She stacked up her daily treats in her office bed, waiting for some happy times so she could enjoy them.
She was walked three times a day but her head always hung low.
She lost weight (not a bad thing).
People tell me she always looked depressed - she is normally a very happy dog so the difference was striking.
She couldn't get over herself when I showed up early, early Saturday morning (or late, late Friday night if you prefer). She threw herself on her back legs so she could kiss my face. Over and over. So much I had to just about wear her for a good half hour.
You have returned, my goddess, she whispers, as she finally wolfs down her food and starts to work on the mountain of marrowbones.
I sure wish I was the kind of person my dog thinks I am.